Adam was a bit pissed off that some weirdo had interrupted his workout. When he exercised, he liked to have full concentration to focus on growing and getting bigger, and that Craig guy just came along and break him out of the zone. Still, looking at the mirror, he would quickly forget his anger as he openly admired himself. Those last few sets had really pumped him up, especially his chest. They looked really huge in his shirt, all big and pumped, he could swear they were bigger than yesterday. grinning, he began flexing in the mirror, checking out how they moved and bulged underneath the fabric. He could swear that if he flexed a little harder, it would rip right through.
Little did he know was that Craig had cursed his chest to keep on slowly growing until they rip through any shirt he was wearing. Right now, what Adam was currently wearing was...
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